Jake, put away the cards. I'm sure we can talk about......talk about....oh my God,' and the fingers up her skirt were touching her in all the right sp...ots, and she could feel the dampness starting to trickle into the front of her panties. Jake tried to protest.'Now listen here, you guys! You can't.........!''Oh yes we can, punk! You don't have much choice. I think your wife is right! Eddie, put away the cards, and let's talk about the options. Let's have a proper look at this hot looking woman.. The heat was astounding. My mouth ventured to her neck, that she stretched out and offered to me readily, and I bit at her there. Tiny nips not hard enough to leave a mark, but enough to make her growl out several fucks…and grind harder against me. Her hand slid inside the back of my pants, and she raked her nails over my skin there. Right then, she decided to demonstrate her actual strength, and used her other arm to push me off of her, and hold me against the plush bed one-handed. She fiddled. " His eyes mesmerised me. He nodded."Yes, daddy. I lied. I'm sorry. We have a while yet."I pulled him to me and we kissed, hard and deep. My tongue trawled his mouth and he licked hungrily at it, tasting the spunk he had shot into my greedy mouth minutes earlier. I clutched his muscular ass and our cocks rubbed together. The young slut was getting hard. Young cocks. Always ready to go again. That made me very happy.My aching dick throbbed against his hot, youthful tool, and he licked his palms. ”That statement practically made my day! The instant shit in the MREs was crappy so I was looking forward to a real cup of coffee.I offered, “George, I will meet the chopper when it sets down on the roof.”George said, “Sorry Banzai, but the CIA officers requested a private room to interrogate the prisoner. I need you to set it up and move the prisoner into the room.”I asked, “Did they ask for anything special in the room?”George replied, “They wanted a room with water in it.”I chuckled, “I.